Whitewater Gorge The Scars on My Mind Are on Replay, R-Replay

She screamed, and a tumble of furry crossed in front of Miriam, protective against the little girl huddled into the ground. She stepped back with an astonished face, as the two without a parent in sight, were especially aggressive. She was even more confused at the moment, wondering where they had come from-

and what had happened?

"I'm not going to hurt you," the mother tried to coo', "I want to help."